Never Kiss the Bad Boy (Never Say Never #4) Read Online Lauren Landish

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Contemporary, Funny Tags Authors: Series: Never Say Never Series by Lauren Landish
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Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 134830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
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His mouth is hot, his kiss punishing as he demands more from me. His hands grip my ass, pushing and pulling me over his cock, rubbing himself with my center, but also hitting my clit with every stroke. It’s through my jeans, which shouldn’t be enough, but it feels so good that I’m already getting close.

Suddenly, Kyle picks me up, and fearing I’m going to fall to the floor, I wrap my legs around him, but he places me securely on the couch. Standing over me, he goes straight for my waist, his fingers deftly undoing the button and the zipper, while I kick off my shoes. He peels my jeans over my hips and down my legs, turning them inside out as he gets them off me and then unceremoniously dropping them to the floor. He doesn’t pause, going for my panties next and pulling them off.

Kyle’s eyes trace over me. I should feel vulnerably exposed, naked on his couch while he’s looming over me, still fully dressed, but the hunger in his eyes doesn’t allow for nerves or insecurity. He likes what he sees. That much is obvious, especially when he scrubs a hand over his dick and mutters, “Fuck.”

He places a knee to the couch between my legs, spreading them so he can lie on top of me. His mouth returns to its previous work of kissing along my jaw and neck while his hand moves down my side to my leg, which he bends, creating more room for himself in the cradle of my thighs. His cotton shirt and denim jeans are deliciously overstimulating to my sensitive skin, but I want to feel him and tug at his shirt. “Off. Take it off.”

He reaches over his head, gathering a fistful of the material at his nape and pulling it up. He stops kissing me long enough to take it off but goes back to sucking my nipple as he drops the shirt to the floor. And then I have access to his skin too.

I run my fingers up and down the hard muscles of his back, feeling the way they flex as Kyle moves over me. I test using my short nails on his spine, and he arches into me, his groan vibrating my nipple. “Fuck, yes,” he says. “Show me that fire.”

I writhe beneath him, desperately needing and wanting more. Fire? He’s come to the right place. I rub my feet up and down the backs of his legs, squeeze his hips with my thighs, and scratch and knead his back and shoulders, my touch drifting to his chest and up to his jaw. “Make me come, Kyle. Please.” I mean it to be an order, and though it sounds more like a plea, Kyle obeys.

He pushes my legs further apart and leans to the side, pinning one beneath him. My other leg is pressed against the back of the couch, opening me as wide as possible, and he squeezes the flesh of that inner thigh, working higher and higher as he gets closer to where I need him most. When his index finger glances over my pussy, I jerk reflexively. “Jesus, that’s sexy. I barely touch you and you respond so much.” I’d argue if there was any denying it, but as he runs the flat of his fingers from my entrance up to my clit, a full shudder goes through me, so I bite my lip.

“Nu-uh,” he murmurs, his thumb teasing over my clit in tiny circles now. “Let me hear that mouth. You’re not the quiet type, and we both know it. I want to hear you.”

I’m not a dirty talker. I’m not a talker in bed, period. But Kyle makes me want to be, makes me want to tell him what I want. “Rub my clit.”

His chuckle is dark and ominous, and when he gets nose to nose with me, I can’t help but freeze. “I don’t need you to tell me how to get you off. I know what I’m doing. But I don’t want you holding back. I like you mouthy. Say my name, scream if you need to. Just don’t go quiet on me.”

With that, he slides two fingers into me without warning and my entire pussy clenches, not fighting the invasion but trying to keep him there, filling a void I didn’t know existed until he filled it. I don’t hold back the cry of pleasure, and though my eyes have fluttered closed, I can feel Kyle’s victorious smile like it’s a physical thing in the air between us. “There you go. That’s what I want to hear.”

Kyle works my body like he’s known it my whole life, his fingers fucking me, his thumb circling my clit, and his mouth sucking and tugging on my nipple. In a ridiculously short time, I’m on the edge, in danger of falling. But I don’t want this to end. It’s too soon. It’s not enough. I want more. I want this to last forever.


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